Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1887-01-29
Give Me Btck Nlx husband.
From the Christian al Work.

Not many years since, young married
couple, from the fair. "iast anchored
isle" sought our shores with the most
sanXuine anticipatiOns OF prosperity and
happiness. They had begun TO realize
more than they had seen in the visions of
hope, when, in an evil hour, the husband
was tempted "to look upon the wine when
it is red" and TO taste of it "wben it gives
it's color in the cup" The charmer
fastened round its victim all the serpent
spells of it's soIcery, and he fell; and at
every step OF his degradation from the
man to the brute, and downward, a heart
string broke In the bosom Of his compau-
ion.
Finally. with the last spark of hope
pickering on the altar of her heart, she
threaded her way into one of those sham
bles where mau is made such a thing as
the beasts of the field would below at.
She pressed her way through the baccha-
nalian crowd who were reveling there in
their own ruin. With her bosom fun Of
that perilous stuff that preys upon the
heart" she stood before the plunderer OF
her husbands destiny, and exclaimed in
tones Of startling anguish, give me back
my husband"
There's your husband" said the man,
as he pointed toward the PROSTATE
wretch.
That my husband! What have you
done with himy That my husband !!
What have you done to that noble form
that once. like the giant oak. held its pro-
tecting shade over the fragile vine that
chung 10 it for support ana shelter. That
my husband With what torpedo chill
have you touched the sinews OF that manly
arm? That my husband! What have
you done to that once noble brow, which
he once wore high among his fellows as If
it bore the superscription Of the God
headi That my husosndl What have
you done to that eve, with which he was
won't to look erect on heaven, and see in
his mirror the image OF his God' What
Egyptian drug have you poured into his
veins, and turned the ambling fountains
OF the heart into black and burning
pitchl Give me back my husband
Undo your basilisk spells, and give me
back the man that stood with me at the
altarV
The ear OF the rumseller, ever since the
first demijonn OF that burning liquid was
opened on our shores, have been saluted,
al every stage Of the traffic, with Just
such appeals as This. Such wives, such
widows, and mothers, such fatherless
children, as never mourned in israel at
the massacre Of Bethlehem; or at the
burning OF the temple, have cried In mis-
ears, morning, night and evening: "Give
me back my husband. Give me back
my boy, Give me back my brother!'
But has the rumseller been corfounded
or speeches. al these appeals, MOI not
ne. He could show bis credentials at a
moments notice, with proud defiance.
lie always carried in bis pocket written
aOsOlutiOn for all be had done and could
do in his work OF destruction. He had
bought letter OF indulgence. | mean
license precious instrument, signed
and sealed by an authority stronger and
more respectable than the Pope's. He
confounded Why the whole artillery Of
/ civil power was ready 10 open In his de.
/ tense and support. Thus shielded by the
/ Fl Sis OF the law, he had nothing 10 fear
! from the enemies OF mis- traffic. lie had
! the image and superscriptlOn OF Cesar
/ on his credentials, aud unto Cesar he
| appealed; and unto Oesar, too, his VIC
| Tins appealed and appealed in vain,